Twenty-five pounds of pure cane sugar
She´s got in each and every kiss
You wouldn´t know what I´m talking ´bout
If you never had a love like this
Well, I don´t mean to be frank with you all

It´s a natural fact
Good things come wrapped up in small, small packages now
Well you can´t argue with that
Oh, oh, yeah
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul, oh, oh
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Twenty-five pounds of tenderness
She got in each and every touch
Twenty-five pounds of understanding my woman
´Cause I was the one running ´round town worrying too much
Twenty-four pounds of Sunday
That I can´t see, yeah
And it all adds up to ninety-nine big pounds
Oh, I´m talking about a feline friend

Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul
Ninety-nine pounds of natural born goodness
Ninety-nine pounds of soul